Tour of Our Lives, chapter 7
A couple days after that we had become friends with benefits. We both felt like our "relationship" should go a little further, but both of us thought that the other just wanted to stay friends, if that makes any sense. Tre, Darren, Mike, Billie, Rachel, Kirin, and I were playing truth or dare.
"Chelsea, I dare you to let Tre take you to any room and do whatever he wants with you." Billie said, laughing. I smirked and nodded.
"You need to come up with better dares." I said, taking Tre's hand and leading him into the small tour bus bathroom. I looked at Darren to make sure he was okay with this, he nodded and smiled.
"So, what shall we do?" I asked Tre once we were in the room. Tre smirked and got closer to me.
"This," he said, ruffling up his and my hair. He told me to turn around and take my t-shirt off. I raised an eyebrow and obliged to his command. He then told me to put it on inside out.
"This is the fun part." He said, a glint of evilness shining in his eyes. He started to moan and slam his palms against the wall.
"Oooh, Chelsea, fuck, yeah, one more time," he moaned and told me to do the same.
"Tre, f-u-c-k me harder, baby!" I said, slamming against the wall. We repeated this and giggled.
"Chelsea, smudge your makeup, and I'll smudge my eyeliner," he said, wiping at his eyes. We headed out the door where it was dead quiet.
"You gave Billie a boner!" Mike said, laughing. Sure enough, Billie hand his hands over his pants, blushing furiously. I laughed. I saw Darren looking down. I smiled sadly and sat down next to him.
"We didn't really do anything." I whispered in his ear. He looked up and nodded.
"Mike, I dare you to go hump a random person walking down the street when the bus is pulled over." I said. Mike nodded, smirking evilly. We told Benxi, the bus driver, to pull over and Mike got off. Mike looked around and spotted a man coming his way. He uh, dry humped him. The man looked up at him and smiled. He leaned in to kiss Mike, who was already running to the bus.
"He's gay." He said panting. I shrugged. Mike sat down in the circle again, looking at Kirin.
"Okay, Kirin, truth or dare?" he asked. Kirin thought for a moment and raised an eyebrow.
'Truth." She stated. Mike sighed.
"Have you ever kissed a girl?" he asked deviously. Kirin nodded.
"Who?" Billie asked. Kirin pointed at me.
"We were extremely drunk." She said, shrugging. I laughed.
"I still remember that." I said. Kirin nodded. Tre smirked.
"Hot," he said as I playfully whacked his arm. We decided that truth or dare was getting boring and got up. Darren took my by the waist and led me to the back room.
"Razz, I have to ask you something." He said seriously. People wee still calling me Razz. I smiled at him and kissed him on the lips.
"Ask away," I stated simply. He smiled faintly and twiddled his thumbs.
"Um, I wanted to know, if you, err want to take our relationship further?" he asked. I looked up at him.
"As in, boyfriend and girlfriend?" I asked. He looked down and slowly nodded. I brought his face up and kissed him hard on the lips.
"Does that answer your question?" I asked him. He nodded and kissed me again, this time pushing me up against the wall. Tre walked in.
"Chelsea? I didn't know you liked Darren. In fact, I thought you hated him. You guys didn't ever talk to each other. I-" he started to finish when I cut him off.
"Okay, Tre, we get it!" I said, pushing him out of the room. The whole way there he was laughing. I slapped him on the back of the head before leaving back to Darren.
"Sorry about that." I said, scratching the back of my neck. Darren just smiled and took hold of my waist.
"Now where were we?"
***
I sighed as I just got done talking to Tre. He brought up Nate, and I cried my eyes out. I still haven't gotten over him, but I guess I was happier than earlier. Darren came in smiling.
"Hey Chelsea, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the club again, with Kirin and Sean." He asked, scratching his neck. I looked up and smiled sadly.
"Yeah." I said. He smiled at me.
"Well, get ready, we have to go soon." He said, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek. I smiled and gave him a hug.
"Alright, I have to take a shower." I said, yawning. He wiggled his eyebrows.
"Is that an invitation?" he asked, mischievously. I raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe." I said, taking his hand and pulling him into the small bathroom.
We got out of the shower and put on our clothes.
"Kirin is probably wondering what we are doing." I sighed, pulling on a Green Day t-shirt. Darren smirked and nodded.
"This is gonna be hard to explain." He laughed, scratching the back of his neck. I shrugged.
"Well, you can say you fucked your bitch and I can say I fucked my pimp." I stated seriously. Daren bit his lip and nodded.
"That could work," he said shrugging. I smiled and kissed his cheek. I wrapped my arm around his and we went to the room in front of the bus. Kirin was standing there with her hands on her hips.
"Where were you?" she asked. I shrugged.
"Ask him." I said, pointing at Darren. He glared at me.
"We, uh, we... " he started to say before Sean cut him off.
"We know you guys were fucking, Darren, you must be pretty good `cause Chelsea was pretty loud." He said, smirking. I hit him in the chest.
"Asshole." I muttered before going back into Darren's arms. Darren had a smug look on his face.
"Maybe, maybe not." He said and hugged me tighter. Sean playfully rolled his eyes.
"So, are you fuckers coming or not? He asked. Darren sighed and nodded.
"We've already claimed that we were." I said, throwing my hands in the air, aggravated. Sean laughed and took hold of Kirin's arm.
"We better be off before the driver knows where gone." Kirin joked, as if the driver was our authority. I giggled and rolled my eyes playfully.
"Well, are you ready to get drunk?" Sean asked, throwing his fists in the air. I sighed and smiled.
"Duh! Come on!" I squealed, running out of the door, laughing. Darren followed me, slipping his arm around my waist. He glanced at me and gave me a small smile. We all squeezed in the small car and drove off. This was gonna be a long night.
"So what will you have to drink?" the bartender asked. I looked at Darren as he ordered his drink. A straight shot Vodka.
"Um, I'll have a beer." I said, smiling. It looked like I was the designated driver tonight. I really didn't want to get pissed that night; it just didn't feel right. Darren's Vodka turned into two Vodkas, which turned into seven.
"So, you w-wanna go in the *hiccup* bathroom?" Darren slurred, wanting me to have sex with him. I shook my head but smiled softly.
"Not right now. I have to go... Uh, fix my makeup." I lied; I just wanted to get out of it without hurting his feelings. He rolled his eyes and left back to the bar. I sighed and walked into the stall, looking in the mirror. I fixed my lipstick and walked out to the barstool, where I saw Darren shoving his tongue inside another girl's throat. I snatched that girl's hair, making their lip lock cease. Darren looked at me, complete sorrow after a look of confusion spread across his face. I narrowed my eyes at him and... SMACK! I smacked him as hard as I could across the face as hard as I could. He just looked at the floor, holding his cheek. Everything had started to sink in when a few silent tears slipped down my cheek.
"How could you? On the day we started going out too." I whispered harshly. Darren had seemed to sober up.
"I didn't mean to. I was drunk-" he started to say before I cut him off.
"You were just using me for sex! Weren't you? Happy now? You got in my pants, congratulations." I said harshly. I turned away with him following me. Sean was standing with Kirin, talking to this guy.
"Hey, I'm gonna head off, okay? Darren is staying here. Can you guys call a cab?" I asked through tears. Kirin nodded before seeing me.
"Chelsea, hun what happened?" she asked, taking a few steps towards me. I smiled sadly and shook my head.
"Nothing." I stated and smiled. "I'll see you guys in a bit." I smiled. Darren was following me. I turned around to face him angrily.
"Stop it! Go fuck your whore!" I yelled. He just stood there.
"Chelsea, please, I really am sorry, when I'm drunk like I was, things spin out of control." He whispered. I just shook me head.
"Yeah, fuck you." I said harshly before getting into the car and speeding off.
***
"I'm sorry Chels." Tre said after I had talked to him about what happened. He saw my mascara shed face and demanded to know what went wrong.
"It's okay Tre, you have nothing to be sorry about. I'm gonna head off to sleep." I said. Kirin and the others haven't gotten back. Kirin did text message me though.
Dar is a mess.
So? He hurt me, y would he do dat?
I don't think he meant it...
Whatever
I sighed as I drifted off into a much needed sleep.
***
I woke up with hurting eyes. It had been three days since the club incident and I have been at the park for the last few days, staying away from everything. I sat up on the bed, rubbing my bloodshot eyes. The only person I've really talked to was Tre and the girls. They all said Darren was as heartbroken as I was. Heartbroken. You can't be heartbroken if you're not in love, can you? Oh god I'm in love with Darren. I can't though, he's really hurt me.
Fuck it...
I love Darren. I sat on my bed for about a half hour before making my way over to Michelle's drum set. I picked up the sticks and started to bash the hell out of them. I saw Tre and Rachel talking in the doorway.
"Fuck, she's good. Is she playing the double bass?" I heard Tre asked. Michelle nodded.
"Before she was in our band, she was in a band called Panola. They kicked her out because they thought she was too good, better than they were. She originally wanted to play the guitar but that was out of the question. They pushed her around a lot." She explained. I stopped.
"Okay, I'm done." I said, walking back into my room and falling asleep.
***
I awoke to a tap on the door. I opened it and there stood Darren. No one else was on the bus so I pushed him into the kitchen.
"What the hell do you want?" I said through gritted teeth. I stared into his bloodshot eyes and frowned.
"I wanted to say I'm sorry, and to give you this." He said, handing me a white rose. I smiled at him and remembered why I was mad at him. I set the flower down on the island and stared at him.
"Sorry is not enough, you really hurt me I-"I started to say before he cut me off by claiming my lips with his. I started to push him away but he wouldn't bulge. I started to feel myself give in and wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He pushed me onto the refrigerator, knocking the magnets off. The crash of the falling items caused Darren to push me into the next room's wall, making a pleasurable moan escape from my lips. We crashed into the lamp, making the small plastic device fall on the floor. Darren was the first to make a move by pulling my shirt off. He fumbled on my pants zipper, pulling it down as fast as he could. This move caused us to fall on the couch, still kissing. He pulled off my pants as fast as he could. I reached up for his shirt and pulled over his head. My hands made their way to his belt and unbuckled it. I slowly unzipped his zipper as he groaned. I giggled into the kiss. I then pulled his pants off. All the motion caused the couch to flip over, causing us to clash on the ground. I pulled away from the kiss to take a breath, and then I grabbed his face and kissed him again, not really knowing what I was doing. I think you can tell what happened afterwards.
***
After what had just happened, I was panting and out of breath. Darren had his nose nudged into my neck, taking deep breaths.
"I love you." He said in between panting. I looked at his figure and smiled. Everything that had happened the previous night had left my mind.
"I love you too." I said for the first time, kissing him and pushing him back down on the floor, the white rose in between us.
"Chelsea, I dare you to let Tre take you to any room and do whatever he wants with you." Billie said, laughing. I smirked and nodded.
"You need to come up with better dares." I said, taking Tre's hand and leading him into the small tour bus bathroom. I looked at Darren to make sure he was okay with this, he nodded and smiled.
"So, what shall we do?" I asked Tre once we were in the room. Tre smirked and got closer to me.
"This," he said, ruffling up his and my hair. He told me to turn around and take my t-shirt off. I raised an eyebrow and obliged to his command. He then told me to put it on inside out.
"This is the fun part." He said, a glint of evilness shining in his eyes. He started to moan and slam his palms against the wall.
"Oooh, Chelsea, fuck, yeah, one more time," he moaned and told me to do the same.
"Tre, f-u-c-k me harder, baby!" I said, slamming against the wall. We repeated this and giggled.
"Chelsea, smudge your makeup, and I'll smudge my eyeliner," he said, wiping at his eyes. We headed out the door where it was dead quiet.
"You gave Billie a boner!" Mike said, laughing. Sure enough, Billie hand his hands over his pants, blushing furiously. I laughed. I saw Darren looking down. I smiled sadly and sat down next to him.
"We didn't really do anything." I whispered in his ear. He looked up and nodded.
"Mike, I dare you to go hump a random person walking down the street when the bus is pulled over." I said. Mike nodded, smirking evilly. We told Benxi, the bus driver, to pull over and Mike got off. Mike looked around and spotted a man coming his way. He uh, dry humped him. The man looked up at him and smiled. He leaned in to kiss Mike, who was already running to the bus.
"He's gay." He said panting. I shrugged. Mike sat down in the circle again, looking at Kirin.
"Okay, Kirin, truth or dare?" he asked. Kirin thought for a moment and raised an eyebrow.
'Truth." She stated. Mike sighed.
"Have you ever kissed a girl?" he asked deviously. Kirin nodded.
"Who?" Billie asked. Kirin pointed at me.
"We were extremely drunk." She said, shrugging. I laughed.
"I still remember that." I said. Kirin nodded. Tre smirked.
"Hot," he said as I playfully whacked his arm. We decided that truth or dare was getting boring and got up. Darren took my by the waist and led me to the back room.
"Razz, I have to ask you something." He said seriously. People wee still calling me Razz. I smiled at him and kissed him on the lips.
"Ask away," I stated simply. He smiled faintly and twiddled his thumbs.
"Um, I wanted to know, if you, err want to take our relationship further?" he asked. I looked up at him.
"As in, boyfriend and girlfriend?" I asked. He looked down and slowly nodded. I brought his face up and kissed him hard on the lips.
"Does that answer your question?" I asked him. He nodded and kissed me again, this time pushing me up against the wall. Tre walked in.
"Chelsea? I didn't know you liked Darren. In fact, I thought you hated him. You guys didn't ever talk to each other. I-" he started to finish when I cut him off.
"Okay, Tre, we get it!" I said, pushing him out of the room. The whole way there he was laughing. I slapped him on the back of the head before leaving back to Darren.
"Sorry about that." I said, scratching the back of my neck. Darren just smiled and took hold of my waist.
"Now where were we?"
***
I sighed as I just got done talking to Tre. He brought up Nate, and I cried my eyes out. I still haven't gotten over him, but I guess I was happier than earlier. Darren came in smiling.
"Hey Chelsea, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the club again, with Kirin and Sean." He asked, scratching his neck. I looked up and smiled sadly.
"Yeah." I said. He smiled at me.
"Well, get ready, we have to go soon." He said, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek. I smiled and gave him a hug.
"Alright, I have to take a shower." I said, yawning. He wiggled his eyebrows.
"Is that an invitation?" he asked, mischievously. I raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe." I said, taking his hand and pulling him into the small bathroom.
We got out of the shower and put on our clothes.
"Kirin is probably wondering what we are doing." I sighed, pulling on a Green Day t-shirt. Darren smirked and nodded.
"This is gonna be hard to explain." He laughed, scratching the back of his neck. I shrugged.
"Well, you can say you fucked your bitch and I can say I fucked my pimp." I stated seriously. Daren bit his lip and nodded.
"That could work," he said shrugging. I smiled and kissed his cheek. I wrapped my arm around his and we went to the room in front of the bus. Kirin was standing there with her hands on her hips.
"Where were you?" she asked. I shrugged.
"Ask him." I said, pointing at Darren. He glared at me.
"We, uh, we... " he started to say before Sean cut him off.
"We know you guys were fucking, Darren, you must be pretty good `cause Chelsea was pretty loud." He said, smirking. I hit him in the chest.
"Asshole." I muttered before going back into Darren's arms. Darren had a smug look on his face.
"Maybe, maybe not." He said and hugged me tighter. Sean playfully rolled his eyes.
"So, are you fuckers coming or not? He asked. Darren sighed and nodded.
"We've already claimed that we were." I said, throwing my hands in the air, aggravated. Sean laughed and took hold of Kirin's arm.
"We better be off before the driver knows where gone." Kirin joked, as if the driver was our authority. I giggled and rolled my eyes playfully.
"Well, are you ready to get drunk?" Sean asked, throwing his fists in the air. I sighed and smiled.
"Duh! Come on!" I squealed, running out of the door, laughing. Darren followed me, slipping his arm around my waist. He glanced at me and gave me a small smile. We all squeezed in the small car and drove off. This was gonna be a long night.
"So what will you have to drink?" the bartender asked. I looked at Darren as he ordered his drink. A straight shot Vodka.
"Um, I'll have a beer." I said, smiling. It looked like I was the designated driver tonight. I really didn't want to get pissed that night; it just didn't feel right. Darren's Vodka turned into two Vodkas, which turned into seven.
"So, you w-wanna go in the *hiccup* bathroom?" Darren slurred, wanting me to have sex with him. I shook my head but smiled softly.
"Not right now. I have to go... Uh, fix my makeup." I lied; I just wanted to get out of it without hurting his feelings. He rolled his eyes and left back to the bar. I sighed and walked into the stall, looking in the mirror. I fixed my lipstick and walked out to the barstool, where I saw Darren shoving his tongue inside another girl's throat. I snatched that girl's hair, making their lip lock cease. Darren looked at me, complete sorrow after a look of confusion spread across his face. I narrowed my eyes at him and... SMACK! I smacked him as hard as I could across the face as hard as I could. He just looked at the floor, holding his cheek. Everything had started to sink in when a few silent tears slipped down my cheek.
"How could you? On the day we started going out too." I whispered harshly. Darren had seemed to sober up.
"I didn't mean to. I was drunk-" he started to say before I cut him off.
"You were just using me for sex! Weren't you? Happy now? You got in my pants, congratulations." I said harshly. I turned away with him following me. Sean was standing with Kirin, talking to this guy.
"Hey, I'm gonna head off, okay? Darren is staying here. Can you guys call a cab?" I asked through tears. Kirin nodded before seeing me.
"Chelsea, hun what happened?" she asked, taking a few steps towards me. I smiled sadly and shook my head.
"Nothing." I stated and smiled. "I'll see you guys in a bit." I smiled. Darren was following me. I turned around to face him angrily.
"Stop it! Go fuck your whore!" I yelled. He just stood there.
"Chelsea, please, I really am sorry, when I'm drunk like I was, things spin out of control." He whispered. I just shook me head.
"Yeah, fuck you." I said harshly before getting into the car and speeding off.
***
"I'm sorry Chels." Tre said after I had talked to him about what happened. He saw my mascara shed face and demanded to know what went wrong.
"It's okay Tre, you have nothing to be sorry about. I'm gonna head off to sleep." I said. Kirin and the others haven't gotten back. Kirin did text message me though.
Dar is a mess.
So? He hurt me, y would he do dat?
I don't think he meant it...
Whatever
I sighed as I drifted off into a much needed sleep.
***
I woke up with hurting eyes. It had been three days since the club incident and I have been at the park for the last few days, staying away from everything. I sat up on the bed, rubbing my bloodshot eyes. The only person I've really talked to was Tre and the girls. They all said Darren was as heartbroken as I was. Heartbroken. You can't be heartbroken if you're not in love, can you? Oh god I'm in love with Darren. I can't though, he's really hurt me.
Fuck it...
I love Darren. I sat on my bed for about a half hour before making my way over to Michelle's drum set. I picked up the sticks and started to bash the hell out of them. I saw Tre and Rachel talking in the doorway.
"Fuck, she's good. Is she playing the double bass?" I heard Tre asked. Michelle nodded.
"Before she was in our band, she was in a band called Panola. They kicked her out because they thought she was too good, better than they were. She originally wanted to play the guitar but that was out of the question. They pushed her around a lot." She explained. I stopped.
"Okay, I'm done." I said, walking back into my room and falling asleep.
***
I awoke to a tap on the door. I opened it and there stood Darren. No one else was on the bus so I pushed him into the kitchen.
"What the hell do you want?" I said through gritted teeth. I stared into his bloodshot eyes and frowned.
"I wanted to say I'm sorry, and to give you this." He said, handing me a white rose. I smiled at him and remembered why I was mad at him. I set the flower down on the island and stared at him.
"Sorry is not enough, you really hurt me I-"I started to say before he cut me off by claiming my lips with his. I started to push him away but he wouldn't bulge. I started to feel myself give in and wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He pushed me onto the refrigerator, knocking the magnets off. The crash of the falling items caused Darren to push me into the next room's wall, making a pleasurable moan escape from my lips. We crashed into the lamp, making the small plastic device fall on the floor. Darren was the first to make a move by pulling my shirt off. He fumbled on my pants zipper, pulling it down as fast as he could. This move caused us to fall on the couch, still kissing. He pulled off my pants as fast as he could. I reached up for his shirt and pulled over his head. My hands made their way to his belt and unbuckled it. I slowly unzipped his zipper as he groaned. I giggled into the kiss. I then pulled his pants off. All the motion caused the couch to flip over, causing us to clash on the ground. I pulled away from the kiss to take a breath, and then I grabbed his face and kissed him again, not really knowing what I was doing. I think you can tell what happened afterwards.
***
After what had just happened, I was panting and out of breath. Darren had his nose nudged into my neck, taking deep breaths.
"I love you." He said in between panting. I looked at his figure and smiled. Everything that had happened the previous night had left my mind.
"I love you too." I said for the first time, kissing him and pushing him back down on the floor, the white rose in between us.
